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"Hello class!" Their instructor spoke with a heavy Italian accent. He was a tiny man who seemed to defy gravity
in the way he moved. "Places everyone! Find your partner!"

Jack and Mulder made their way toward Rose and Scully.

Scully took a deep breath, looking from their instructor to Rose and Jack. Where did these people
*get* their energy?

"Well, here we go," she muttered. Scully was dreading making a fool of herself.

Mulder just grinned back. Scully wished he would stop doing that. Every time Mulder gave her that silly
grin she had a bad feeling that there was something he wasn't telling her.

After introducing himself as Alfonso, their instructor began. "To begin with, you must understand that the
Tango is a dance of expression. You must let your body go, and speak for itself." Here he did a few graceful
moves. "The more pent-up sexual tension the better." He flashed a perfect smile. "Do not look so
frightened signora!"

Scully felt her cheeks flush, relieved when she realized he was talking to a young woman behind her.

"Ok! We begin today with easy stuff." Alfonso took his position at the front of the class. "Number one:
how to hold your partner."

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Mulder thought about the possible subtext of Alfonso's last words. He suddenly thought that maybe Scully was
right about this assignment. Skinner should have assigned someone else to the case. The whole 'pent-up-sexual-tension'
thing was hitting just a little to close to home.

"Hey, this was your idea." Scully seemed to read his mind.

"Now I wish I would have suggested origami first," Mulder mumbled. Carefully, he took Scully's hand and mimicked
Alfonso's 'starting position'.

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They'd only been dancing (if you could call it that), for about twenty minutes before Alfonso showed up at their
side.

"I feel much sexual tension here, but I am not *seeing* it," Alfonso emphasized "see". "You must be closer."
Scully felt herself being slowly pushed into Mulder's arms. "And then away." Alfonso gestured, stepping
back. "You want to tease your partner, make him think you are upset just enough that he wants to pull you back into
his arms because he cannot live without you." He demonstrated with his assistant. "There, now you try."

Scully shot Mulder a 'why me?' look, then mimicked the assistant's movements flawlessly. She could tell Mulder
was impressed. She had to admit, she was as surprised as he was in her so-called tangoing abilities. As
Mulder pulled her back into his arms, Scully allowed herself a satisfied gin. Alfonso clapped and moved on.

They stood still for a few moments, eyes locked. Scully suddenly realized how they must look, and began
to loosen her grip. At nearly the same time, Mulder cleared his throat and backed away.

"See, you two are naturals!" Rose shouted from a few feet away where Jack was dipping her towards the floor
in a practiced manner.

"Who knew?" Scully replied, glad for the light-hearted interruption. Mulder chuckled and drew her close once again.

As the class progressed, Scully was shocked at how good her partner actually was. Mulder could tango!
It got to the point that she became suspicious.

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"Will, I thought you said you've never tangoed before," Jack's loud voice boomed.

"Actually, I never really answered that question Jack." Mulder replied.

Jack was joined by Rose in his laughter.

He caught Scully's raised eyebrow, and suddenly dipped her, whispering, "I'll explain later" in her ear. He
recognized the 'oh-I-can't-wait-to-hear-this-one' look from his partner, before he stood her back up and pulled her
into his arms.

"Elizabeth, did you know Will was such a great dancer?" Rose asked, giggling.

Scully caught his gaze. "No actually, I didn't."

"Not many people do," Mulder replied, never taking his attention off his partner.

It was only then that he had a sudden epiphany-she was having fun!

Scully was actually enjoying herself. Mulder studied her smiling features and had to admit that
he was having fun as well. He made a mental note to check on tango lessons once they got back to DC.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

The class was over, and Scully couldn't deny the fact that she'd actually enjoyed it. She was shocked to learn
Mulder knew how to tango, and couldn't want to hear his explanation. They said goodnight to Rose and Jack and
headed back to their room.

"Ok Mulder, I've waited all night." Scully sat down on the couch and waited for his 'how I learned to tango'
story. This had to be good.

"Why Scully..." He offered her a wicked grin.

Ignoring his innuendo, Scully asked, "How did you ever learn to tango?"

Mulder flopped down next to her. He hesitated slightly, then spoke, "Frohike."

"Frohike?" Scully felt both her eyebrows shoot up in surprise. She hadn't seen that one coming.

"There was a time when Frohike was quite well-known in the tango world." Mulder grabbed a pillow and settled
more comfortably into the couch.

"And this involved you...how?" Scully could just see the Gunmen tangoing around the various pieces of computer
technology that filled their offices. The thought cause her lips to curl in amusement.

"He used to enter competitions or something, and one snowy day Langly bet him that he could teach Byers the secrets
to Dungeons and Dragons faster then Frohike could teach me to tango." Mulder paused, then added, "I'd say it
was a fairly close match."

"So who won?" Scully pulled her feet out of her shoes and into an Indian-style seating.

"Honestly? I can't even remember. I think we called it a draw. Or maybe it's still going on." He
had a twinkle in his eye, and grinned.

"Well, I'd say Frohike succeeded on his part," Scully offered.

"That's something I'm sure he'll be flattered to know."

They were silent for a few minutes, staring into the fake fireplace. Scully was busy thinking about their trip
so far, how it had felt to be held in Mulder's arms, when he broke her concentration.

"Tomorrow we need to scope out the ship." Mulder got up, went into the bedroom, and returned with a file in
hand.

Suddenly, Scully remembered the real reason they were there.

"I read over the passenger list on the flight over. There weren't any corresponding names with the previous
three high-jacked cruise ship's lists. And all the crew seem to check out."

"How are authorities not able to capture the perpetrators?" Scully asked, switching to FBI-mode as Mulder sat back
on the couch. "I mean, they are on a ship. There's not that many places to hide or escape to."

"I don't know." Mulder leafed through the file. "I'm guessing whoever it is, they strike at night,
during a time when there's the smallest amount of staff on duty." Mulder paused, readingfrom the papers in his
hand.

"They think there are at least two people involved. No one ever seems to remember anything about the night
it happens. One day people are enjoying the cruise life, the next they find all their valuables missing, and
they're suddenly headed in a different direction."

"A different direction?" Scully asked.

"I'm guessing whoever it was didn't want company wherever they were headed."

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"Maybe we should start checking things out tonight," Scully said.

Mulder flipped through a few more files and looked up. "Don't you think that would look little suspicious?"

Scully furrowed her brow and tilted her head in question.

"I mean, we are supposed to be on our honeymoon Elizabeth." Mulder lowered his voice seductively, and wagged
his eyebrows. He knew he'd be getting The Look, but did it anyway. As expected, Scully did not disappoint
him.

"I guess you're right." She finally took the file from his hand and settled back into the couch, perusing it
half-heartedly.

Mulder got up and headed for the bedroom once again. This time when he rejoined Scully on the couch, he was
dressed much more comfortably, and had a bag of sunflower seeds in his hand. Seeing Scully eye the seeds, he
offered her some. She politely declined.

"Mulder, do you ever go anywhere without those things?"

"Don't leave home without 'em." He popped a few more into his mouth and began working his jaw.

"I'm going to bed." Scully yawned and headed for the bedroom.

"Hey Scully," Mulder spoke as she was almost to the door. She turned around. "Was the tango as
bad as you expected?" Hewaited patiently for her reply. Scully seemed surprised by his question and paused
a few moments before answering.

Mulder smiled to himself, watching her leave. It was nice to see Scully enjoying herself. They rarely
had a chance to do anything "normal" together.

He lay on the couch, remembering how it had felt to have Scully in his arms; to watch her laugh and let go of her
professional demeanor. Mulder had to admit that the night hadn't turned out as much of a disaster as he'd thought
it would be.

As he slowly drifted off to sleep, the words of their dancing instructor lingered in his ear, "You want to tease
your partner, make him think you are upset just enough that he wants to pull you back into his arms because he cannot
live without you."

Mulder smiled to himself, knowing that the last part had always been true. There was no way he could ever live
without Scully. He only wished he could just pull her into his arms, like he had during their tango, and
never let go.

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